Christmas 2015
There's really no time of year I enjoy more than Christmas. Ever since I was young, I've always been happiest during the holiday season- even more than summer, spring break, or my birthday.
There's something so equally glamorous and down to earth about it that I really appreciate. Of co
urse I love getting all dolled up, scrumptious food, decedent desserts, and socializing under the glis
tening lights. However, at the end of the day, coming home to your family, curling up with cocoa and a good book in front of a blazing fire, with
A Christmas Story showing on repeat, it's hard not to remember how truly blessed you are.
Yours Truly,
Dionna
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Stockings were hung by the chimney with care... |
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And so it begins |
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My brother, Derek |
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Every year of my life my "main present" has been pink- a Barbie dream house, a retro beach cruiser, my computer- everything. This year it was a 1988 "cool cam" Polaroid camera. |
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Matching Zeppelin tees- no surprise there. |
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Chestnuts roasting...not, however, on an open fire- but still traditionally delicious. |
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Let the festivities begin. |
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A Porcello family Christmas |
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Visiting our 100 year old uncle, Sal, fully healthy, as he recalls childhood Christmases, and those spent in Britain during WWII. After his stories, he finishes with "I can't complain. I've had a good life, and I thank God for it every day." Such an inspiration. |
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Nothing cuter than little children dressed to the nines in Christmas clothes. |
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And that's a wrap!... or should I say unwrap...*buh dum tsss* |
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